laviceanglaise

i am going to minnesota.
if you want me to send you snail mail (you do) then email me your address:
lootsgol AT uni DOT uiuc DOT edu

today i am writing about NSC-68, cleaning my room, working on my portfolio and hopefully showering.

cordelia

if you love me, you would burn me:

"fake palindromes" by andrew bird
and
"in the aeroplane over the sea" by neutral milk hotel

please. my slsk is broken.

i have a small bump on my tongue.
i think it's from burning it. whoops.
i just roll it over itself and my lips and feel its irregularities.
there are all these things that i am feeling that are hard to explain.
a list:
smoke
haikus
poems
subway lips
stimulating chris

once i dated a girl. she was so pretty and nice.
my preschool has a webpage. my artwork is on it.
http://www.ed.uiuc.edu/ups/gallery/ups-gallery.html
they're really acting like it's current.
which is weird and maybe wrong?

everything is blurry since i swam with my eyes open!

clg

ABOUT YOU
1. Name:
2. Date of birth:
3. Place of residence:
4. What makes you happy:
5. What are you listening to now/last listened to:
6. Do you read my journal:
7. If you do, what are the bits that stand out as particularily good or bad:
8. Interesting fact about yourself:
9. Are you in love at the moment, or have a crush:
10. Favourite spot/place to be:
11. Your favourite lyrics (poetry or song):
12. Best time of the year:

RECOMMEND
1. A movie:
2. A book:
3. Artist/band, song and album:

PLUS
1. One thing you like about me:
2. Two things you like about yourself:
3. If we have mutual LJ friends, tell me what you like about them:
4. Put this in your own journal so I can tell you what I like about you.

things i should remember:

"can you stop with the domination? i'm trying to rest"

"Question: Will I ever be intelligent again?"

there was more. a lot more. but it was so long ago. why am i awake? Nyugh.

kinzie this is your fault.
i think that's a missy eliot song, but i'm probably wrong!
11:35- bike to improv on red bike
12-2-improv
2:30-4- find shoes
5-7something- get ready with shruti and emma
7:45- eat dinner
later-prom
even later-post prom

now i will write in my blog about my dream in which i called zhe a horse (in chinese!)

clg

[then some boys left because they were offended.]


i feel completely
frusterated, next time you act
up, I'll kick your ass

maybe i seem nice,
always wearing tanktops, but
i can get quite mad

and i do posess
can opener with which to
open whoopass can

these haikus, not lies,
just bursts of feeling, i can't
wait 'til you cabbage

i can not lie, finishing my sestina has given me a buzz.

cordelia

here are kinzie's questions for me. i think i am supposed to say that you guys should ask to be interviewed by me. or something. anyway!

1. Why did you first get involved in Uni theatre?
when i was younger i wanted to be an actress. i have always liked being in plays, it only seemed natural to try to do something i enjoyed.

2. Are you excited about Big Show this year? Or are you worried it won't be as good as it has been?
i am excited. I am a little worried, but some of the skits are turning out to be very nice. I am worried about logistics of filming video skits and everyone writing enough skits, but things usually come together during the last week.

3. Would you be able to tell me something honestly if it was necessary?
probably. this questions is so vague that that's all i can say!

4. Were people weirded out by you and Mark at first, when you started dating? And, if so, how did you deal with that? (I mean your friends, his friends, etc... the grade difference, etc...)
people were definitely weirded out. i dealt with it by not really caring. i liked him, he liked me, and that's what was really important to us.

5. Why did you start writing haikus all of a sudden?
it seems sudden to you, but i really started writing haikus last year when ms. majerus announced that modern haiku was having a contest. then i took a long break and only recently rediscovered their wonderfulness. haikus bring a sort of release. i also like that anyone can churn out haikus, but it takes patience to write a worthwhile one. i think i have written several worthwhile ones, and i'm very happy with that. my technique is just to write as many as i can, bad and worse, and to hope that i stumble upon a pleasing one.

the end. i will ask you guys questions. if you want.

clg

i listened to two bright eyes songs in a row. i dont know what's happening to me.
i love cheese. last night my cat slept on my foot. then i woke up and he was trying to climb by my head so i went back to sleep.
my finger is a little swollen.
walking back from babysitting i felt like i was at girl scout camp. usually when i go camping with the girl scout troupe it rains. pitter patter, pitter patter.
my window is open--> i feel damp. also a bit cold.
i think i win the award for dumbest livejournal entries on the face of the planet!
it is good to have short hair because i shake my head and my ponytail tickles my neck!
i am missing take back the night. boo. but hopefully i will get ethiopian food.

clg

i planted some plants:
eggplant
swiss chard
beets
potatoes
carrots

hooray!
bro is going to come watch a movie with me around 8. come if you want. i think i'm going to go find a movie and bring zoe back her book. my nana sent me a purple ukelele. yeah. i know. the weather is so great. my window is open. oh yeah, i also chopped off a lot of my hair. but you won't notice unless it's down. last night tess and i biked to todd's and we hoped to see a racoon, but it was a cat. then today i biked to the bibliothek. i hope my eggplant lives.

cordelia

wowza.

dear guys,
i really want to have a vegetable garden. REALLY REALLY. but:
a. our garden is full of flowers, and not very good vegetable conditions
b. i am gone for most of the summer

if you have a vegetable garden, will you let me work in it?
i love dirt and worms and come from a long line of farmers (minus one car salesman) on my mom's side.
i sort of want to get a meadowbrook plot, UHAC or FNB? that would be cool.
i think i will grow swiss chard, potatoes and carrots. the bunnies eat most everything else.

friday is a retodded movies premiere, saturday is a bro party.

please let me plant vegetables for you.

cordelia

p.s. i need to get out gardening/farmer wants now, otherwise i will overcompensate and become a farmer.
p.p.s. a gay man accosted my mom at world harvest! he called her sweetie and hugged her twice! ahaha. she told me all about it as a rolled on the floor laughing my guts out through my nose!

three days until prom reservations are due. three days?
am i the only one this seems completely ridiculous to?
my fingers smell like fake ribs. they are actually sort of gross.
i have the bandages song stuck in my head. whoops!

clg

i have this feeling that i heard the "life is like a shooting star" song on the radio. but then later i saw a shooting star. it was very very nice.
i am sleepy.
oh my gawd. i forgot. i got carrion dropped on my shoulder. i cant believe it. it was disgusting. i almost cried but then this boy (not who you think-- again!) was nice to me. very very nice.
i tried to go bathing suit shopping but for some reason they all gave me squashy triangle boobs, very dissapointing.

oh my! i am falling asleep!
the end

c

bla bla bla
i am getting smoother.
not my skin.
my phone skills. tess might agree.
the end.

i am giving you all these chances!
I lurve the weather and the rain and now i should get off the ordinateur before it gets fried!
i mean that i am giving you all these chances and that you arent taking them.

i love the weather.
my sandals hurt my feet.

is eleanor still dating eric?

cordelia

i did thespian minutes for a meeting that barely happened, this is what i get:


Addendum: Cordelia, Batia, and Sara never showed up to help Ms. Ridenour
move stuff for the play. Paige Martin, however, did. Thanks for the
"help" guys.

At 08:30 PM 3/28/2005, Cordelia Loots-Gollin wrote:
>howdy folks,
>here are the minutes that you salivate with desire for!
>
>I. ms. ridenhour needs people to move her stuff
>a. batia is wearing sandles
>b. batia, cordelia and sara valiantly attempt to get a strong man to move
>the stuff for ms. ridenhour, they fail
>c. thespians dissolves
>d. paige comes in to discuss the musical tshirt
>
>the end

um. i dont think i said that we did help, or were going to help. i mean come on, we were partaking in fondu. can i handle molten chocolate and big boxes? um. no. i would say some snotty stuff, but you know, if you cant say anything good, dont say anything at all.

oh well, to respond would be to forfeit any chance i have at getting parts next year!

so es geht.

i have this thing.
i like to wear summer clothes and think that spring will come faster. my hands and toes are freezing.
my mom and i are going to buy shoes.
my bike wheel is so sad. so sad and flat.
i think i will eat my first real food since lunch yesterday.

clg

in the east the daffodils are already out.
for breakfast i ate a bunny head.
it is only ten but already i am thinking about shoes and a little bit about swimsuits.
i just punched myself in the chin. how did i do that?! anyway. it made my wrist hurt more than my chin.
if it was not easter i would go get my bike fixed. maybe i will put on my lesbian shorts and go fiddle around with it and try to find its leak.
the good thing about easter is that i won't see anyone so i dont have to shower. hooray.

bike time